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On the riding way
Nearly every day, Moni rides me in the forest.
When we pass a paddock, she stops me to observe the horses.
Meanwhile I am allowed to eat the delicious grass.
Much too early she calls: it goes on!
Than I quickly stuff as much grass as possible in my mouth, to eat while walking.
Of course, I remember every place I was allowed to eat.
I am sure the next time we pass it; I will be allowed to eat there again.
In any case, I will try to do it!
the Pottok-Pony Mirabelle